Sixteen years ago, in the Tongyi Doctor's Mansion in Chang'an City, the favored concubine gave birth to a black baby girl who was judged by her wife as an evil girl. In the woodshed not far away, Ning Que picked up a hatchet and started killing people.
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On the far northern wasteland, a black gully appeared. The Taoist sect boy Ye Su, the Demon Sect boy Tang, and the young monk Qi Nian, watched the ants move under the tree outside the black line. After watching for a long time,
The policeman was afraid of anxiety and did not dare to cross half a step. On the other end of the black line, a scholar was reading a book by the pond. He rested less when he was tired, and when he was thirsty, he relieved the wooden ladle around his waist and drank it with water, and was covered in dust.
Happy face.
Sixteen years later, Ning Que no longer killed people with hatchets, but was used to using iron bows and arrows. Sangsang was still black, but his little face became very pale, leaning weakly in Ning Que's arms.
The big black umbrella above became thinner and thinner under the Buddha's light, and silently waiting for the arrival of the last moment.
The teenagers who used to grow up and become the most powerful being in the world of cultivation. Ye Su gradually became less proud and indifferent. Tang seemed to have changed nothing. The biggest change was Qi Nian. He had not spoken for many years.
, as if he was about to become a real mute. The scholar was standing under the stone steps outside the Lanke Temple, with his old jacket slightly shaking, the wooden ladle tied around his waist gently swaying, the dust gradually fading away, and his face was calm
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Sixteen years later, people who had gathered together because of the arrival of the sons of the Pluto, or did not know each other, were once again gathered because of the awakening of the daughter of the Pluto. The passage of time and the changes in the world are always so touching.
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The neat sound of chanting the scriptures echoed between the courtyards of Lankehou Temple. The monks in yellow clothes on the stone plaza were covered in blood, but they were extremely compassionate. Their voices were already hoarse, almost crying, but they were extremely solemn.
The Buddha Light Array was still struggling to support it under the almost miraculous high-speed and dense impact of the senior brother of the academy, especially after Ye Su raised his right hand and entered the formation that ray of Taoist aura became more stable.
Qi Nian looked at the direction of the temple gate at the foot of the mountain, her eyes firm and solemn, but the expression on her face became calmer and calmer. He knew that his plan was about to succeed and that the world could finally get rid of the terrifying prospect of destruction.
Although I could not see the scene outside the Lanke Temple, Ning Que knew that the eldest brother must have done his best, but just watched more and more Buddha light threads seeping down from the thinner and thinner black umbrella, looking at his arms
Sangsang was dying in the air. He couldn't help but feel anxious and even felt despair.
If the elder brother still cannot break the Buddha light array in the Lanke Temple when the big black umbrella is destroyed, then Sangsang will be purified into a ray of blue smoke by the Buddha light in the next moment.
Ning Que never knew how to write despair. If it was just him who was in danger. As he had always told himself, what's the use of despair if he really wanted to die? However, if Sangsang is in danger of death, he cannot help but despair. Because Sangsang
He will still be alive if he dies, and that is the real pain.
At this moment, the old and tired voice sounded in his ears again. It had also sounded before Master Baoshu shook the Ullambell in the hall.
"If the big gentleman can't break the formation and the big black umbrella can't hold on, you rushed towards me with Sangsang. If the big gentleman breaks the formation, no matter how fearful Qi Nian and Ye Su are, they will definitely kill you first.
And Sangsang, so at that moment, you will also rush towards me."
Master Qishan was supported by Guanhai Monk and leaned weakly under the messy stone steps. He lowered his head and gasped in pain. No one noticed that his lips were slightly twitching.
Ning Que guessed that this was a certain secret technique of the master, which could only be heard by himself, and his heart moved slightly. He did not turn around to look, but only looked over with his light. He saw the master's thin palm falling on the chessboard.
That is the chessboard left by Buddha.
Master Qishan's voice sounded again.
"Looking for a way to make the Buddha's light descending on the top of Mount Wa, and then I will open the chessboard realm and let you go in and avoid it for a while. As long as you can successfully enter, even if you are the master of the temple or the head of the sutra, you will not be able to destroy it.
The chessboard, after Mr. Da entered the temple, I will ask Guanhai to hand over the chessboard to him and take it back to the academy. I believe that the Master will definitely find a way to release you."
Lanke Temple is facing the highest level of rival in history - Mr. Academic Grandpa, who is even higher than the realm of Liansheng at that time. Although Ning Que who stayed in the temple was walking in the academy, his realm improved very quickly. He even ordered Qi Nian to
He was injured, but his strength was still far from these truly powerful world walks. Sangsang had not yet awakened and was suppressed by the Buddha's light. It was the weakest time, so whether the monks in the temple were as well as Qi Nian and others,
Everyone focused on the temple gate, but no one noticed that his expression changed a little.
Because he was overly nervous, Ning Que did not notice some details in the master's words - the master said that he would ask Guanhai to hand over the chessboard to the senior brother, and he would also place the method of untiing the chessboard on the Master.
"Ningque, I just hope that no matter what happens in the future, you will not become the second Liansheng. You can be Mr. Ke, you can be anyone, and don't be the junior brother Liansheng, because that is too painful."
Master Qishan's weak and regretful voice rang in Ning Que's mind.
Ning Que was silent for a moment and lowered his head slightly.
Suddenly at this moment.
The three temples in front, middle and behind the Lanke Temple were shaking uneasy. Countless plum trees suddenly shattered, countless temple walls were broken into powder, seventeen ancient bells were silent, and the Buddha's light array was broken!
Someone broke into the temple gate, and monks were constantly shook into the air wherever they passed. More than ten practitioners were spraying blood and flying dozens of feet. Several statues of stone venerables were knocked to the sky.
The people in front of the Hou Temple could not see the specific picture at the foot of the mountain, but could only see a rolling stream of smoke and dust, which was roaring towards this side. Before the smoke and dust, anything was shaken away!
A look of surprise suddenly flashed in Qi Nian's eyes.
Ye Su's face became extremely solemn.
Tang, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning, and his fighting spirit was craftsmanship.
Even the great Buddha light array cannot be broken by the great master of the academy. Who is the visitor?
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Some time ago, somewhere in Qi State.
This is the most famous scenic spot in the area, but this mountain road is the most remote corner and rarely comes to it, so the two extremely majestic white horses walking in the middle, with clear sounds of hooves.
The second senior brother Jun Mo sat on the white horse, with a tall crown and wide belt, and his posture was quite generous, but he was a little too old-fashioned and straight, no matter how the horse shaked, his upper body remained absolutely straight.
The little Shutong rode the white horse behind, and looked more and more cute with Xiongjun's tall horse body. He looked in front and asked in confusion: "Young Master, why did we suddenly go down the mountain?"
The second senior brother said, "The teacher told me a few days ago that the senior brother wanted to trick the junior brother and Sangsang into Lanke Temple for treatment, but I thought the senior brother and Qishan were too honest and didn't know how to lie. I was worried that the junior brother would see it.
Problem, I secretly took Sangsang away, so I have to stay at the foot of the mountain and be ready to catch him back at any time."
Xiaoshutong thought to himself that Mr. Da and Master Qishan would not lie because they were too honest, but with your temperament, you are afraid that you can't lie. How can you say anything about others?
"Then how long will we go here?"
The second senior brother said again: "If the old monk Qishan is not as sing big and lies as other bald donkeys, then in three months, Sangsang's illness should be almost cured."
After a moment of pause, he said: "If you really want to enter the chessboard, the younger brother will definitely follow you. Then we have to wait for two years, or bring the chessboard back to the academy. It's just that the old monk Qishan is more bald than other people.
The donkey is a little better. But I guess he is also greedy for money, I am afraid that we won’t let us take the chessboard away.”
Xiao Shutong said with a bitter face: "Do you really have to stay here for two years?"
The second senior brother said seriously: "Jialun, as the saying goes, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. This mountain is adjacent to Washan. Although its reputation is not as good as Washan, the scenery is still better than that. Please walk with me for two years.
. Appreciate the scenery and clear mind to help practice, and you may be able to walk thousands of miles away."
The little Shutong sighed helplessly, thinking that he would have to travel thousands of miles, but if he circled around the same mountain every day and saw the same scenery, who else could bear it except you, Master?
At this moment, a wind suddenly rose.
The second senior brother looked up at the sky, frowned slightly, and suddenly his heart moved, and his face was cold and cold, shouted: "Looking for death!"
He reached out and made a move backwards.
The sword box that Xiao Shutong held in his arms suddenly flew into his hands.
The second senior brother stepped on the horse's back and his wide sleeves floated, and then he fell into the dense forest next to the mountain road.
Xiao Shutong shouted anxiously: "Young Master, this is not the right way to Lanke Temple!"
"The straightest road is closest, and the closest road is the right road..."
The voice of the second senior brother came from the mountains and forests, and the voice gradually faded.
When the word "Zhenglu" reached Xiao Shutong's ears, his people no longer knew where they had gone.
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The eldest brother looked at the Lanke Temple in front of him.
There were countless holes on his cotton jacket, and the cotton that bloomed was stained with blood.
In a very short period of time, he had unimaginable collisions with the Buddha Light Array that enveloped Lanke Temple. The Buddha Array was trembling and his body was greatly damaged.
Still unable to enter Lanke Temple.
His eyes followed the Buddha's light, and looked at the Buddha's stone statue on the top of Mount Wa, and his heart moved slightly.
And at this moment, a ray of blue smoke suddenly ran from afar, splashing countless dust and gravel.
The road was full of dust.
Junmo came to the front of Lanke Temple.
He was covered in dust, more dust than the elder brother's broken cotton jacket, but the tall ancient crown on his head was still straight without a trace of deviation.
The two brothers looked at each other without saying a word.
Jun Mo whistled.
The autumn trees outside the Lanke Temple are trembling and green leaves fall.
Above Mount Wa, red leaves fall all over the mountain.
Jun Mo pointed to the sword and stabbed into the Buddha's light.
He shouted wildly.
The black hair under the tall crown spread out in the strong wind and danced wildly!
His fingers moved downwards in the Buddha's light shield with difficulty without being able to stop them, tearing a very small hole!
A cotton flower on the eldest brother's cotton jacket suddenly trembled, leaving a afterimage in the air.
There was no sign of the elder brother in front of the stone steps of Lanke Temple.
In a blink of an eye, the elder brother entered the temple and came to the seventeen Buddhist temples.
He appeared in these seventeen Buddhist temples almost at the same time.
Under the eaves, in the room, in front of the porch, beside the plum blossoms...
The eldest brother broke seventeen ancient bells in a row.